Purgatory Artist

Dead still.

There is no sound.

Liu Ping closed his eyes and stood in the dark, feeling something silently.

"Thirty people... Killing directly will attract others, you go first."

He said to his feet.

Dozens of people under their feet lowered their heads and said, "Please rest assured, Master."

They rolled into the darkness and disappeared not far away in a short while, and were never seen again.

After a few breaths.

A squad of thirty people swiftly moved forward in the dark.

They were only seven or eighty meters away from Liuping, but they didn't notice anything unusual.

Liu Ping took a few breaths.

It wasn't until this team passed by himself that he took a step forward and kept up with the last person in the team.

These people were searching and communicating in a low voice.

One of them opened his mouth and said: "The son wants to search for the traces of the two nightmare ghosts, but there is nothing to see here, even footsteps, how can I find this?"

Another humanity said: "Who said no, I can only see things within one meter, and you will not be able to see them if you walk a little further."

The third person said: "But it doesn't matter, after all, those are just two people, and we have thirty people."

"Once you find out, everyone will go directly."

Several people echoed the road together.

"I'm afraid we will be killed as soon as we meet each other."

"Yes."

"Haha, in fact, this task is very simple. We have thousands of people-siege and kill two, right?"

Liu Ping followed behind the team, listening carefully with his ears open.

For a while.

He squeezed a hand on his throat, and his mouth moved silently.

At this time, the team leader said: "Stop talking nonsense, be careful! Tell me immediately if you have any situation!"

"Yes!" everyone responded in unison.

They swiftly walked by a path.

suddenly.

The team leader waved his hand: "Stop!"

Everyone stopped and looked at the team leader's gaze together.

I saw a human head lying under the feet of the first person in the team.

Whose head is this?

Why are there dead heads here?

"It seems to be the soul that the young man used to practice side magic, but it seems that there is no soul in it anymore."

The team leader squatted on the ground, carefully examining the human head.

"It's an evil spell."

"What are we going to do? Do you want to report to the son?"

"The son only said to look for those two people. He didn't say to look for the head. If you take this head over, it will only make him angry."

Everyone hesitated.

The team leader also hesitated.

Report this matter, the son must not like it.

Don't report it, you really encountered it.

How to do?

He opened his mouth and said, "Alert, pay attention to your surroundings. Is there anything else?"

Someone from the periphery responded: "There is no situation."

The team leader nodded, and finally made a decision.

"There is no need to report, let's move on."

"Yes!"

Someone responded.

The team leader stood up and was about to follow the team to continue their action—

He suddenly found that there was no one around him.

He was the only one left in the darkness.

"Where are you guys?"

The team leader pulled out his weapon and shouted loudly.

"Captain, I can't see the surroundings more and more here, we are in front of you." Someone said.

"Yes, Captain, you are really slow, we have all moved, and you are still looking at the head." There was another human.

"Forget it, leave the captain alone, let's act first." Another giggling voice sounded.

—All colleagues.

In addition to these three people, there were seven or eight low-pitched conversations in the darkness.

These voices—

It's all the voices of my colleagues!

The team leader heaved a sigh of relief, released his hand from the weapon, and cursed: "How do you run so fast!"

He strode into the darkness ahead.

Subsequently.

There was a sharp pain in the neck.

The world turned into true darkness.

…

Time passed slowly.

The man with his big back asked: "Haven't found him yet?"

Not far behind, a warrior reported: "According to the news from the various teams, only some heads were found, but the two nightmare ghosts were not found."

"It's a hell, is he going to hide in this world forever?" the man said anxiously.

"My son, a squad leader is injured and needs to come back for treatment." The warrior reported again.

"Come back, just outside the defensive formation, don't come in." The man said.

"Yes!"

The warrior responded and left.

The man hovered in the air, held up the polygonal goblet, and took a sip of wine.

one way or another.

There are thousands of people in my hands.

And this goblet—

It is a very powerful defensive instrument.

In such a situation, you don't have to worry about defense at all.

And the boy had nothing to do except hiding in the dark.

All I have to do is one thing.

find him!

In addition, this matter has had a considerable impact.

After killing that kid and Chu Yunshang, they must publicly identify their bodies to confirm that they are carrying the power of nightmares.

In this way, no one will blame themselves for robbing women.

Everyone would only praise their eyes like a torch, and they would find out the nightmare ghost lurking in the human world at once, and use a strategy to draw it out of the city and annihilate it in no man's land.

-People will rush to extol their deeds.

Gee.

The people are always ignorant, manipulable, a mob without the ability to discern.

no way.

As a high-level person, there are actually too many ways to get what you want.

You can easily destroy it if you don't get it.

There will be no future troubles.

-On the contrary, they can become their heroes.

The man thought silently, took another sip from the wine glass, feeling quite happy in his heart.

A few more breaths passed.

He suddenly noticed something was wrong.

In this world, only things within one meter can be seen.

However.

The warriors guarding the surrounding area hadn't made any sound for a long time.

"Zhao Fang?" he called.

There was a voice not far away: "My son, your subordinates are here."

The man called again: "Wang Lun, Liu Chao, Zhang Yuan, how about you guys?"

"My son, the subordinate is here."

"I am also here."

"Always, son."

Three voices sounded back and forth.

The man took a breath of silence and said, "Why don't you respond at the same time?"

"My son! We are here!"

Three voices sounded at the same time.

The man looked more serious, and shouted in a low voice: "Come out and come to me."

"Yes, son!"

The three voices are neat and loud, which sounds very reassuring.

in the dark.

I saw three heads quietly appearing.

It is his three subordinates.

They looked murderous, their expressions full of alert, and they were always paying attention to the movement around them.

The man with his big back looked at it, but he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Because these three people only have heads and no bodies!

He couldn't help holding the goblet tightly, taking a few steps back, and shouting loudly:

"Damn it, get out of here!"

The voice fell.

In the darkness, a bleak halo appeared quietly, illuminating the surrounding void.

I saw the young man standing in the air, holding a long knife, and a misty halo appeared above his head.

In the void, countless undercurrents of shadows had a cloak over his shoulders out of thin air.

A rabbit squatted on his shoulder and roared towards the sky:

"What do you look at! This light is for fighting. Don't **** it. Go back!"

Something in the darkness seemed to move, and slowly moved away from the top of the young man's head.

The man combing his head was stunned.

"Who on earth are you?" he couldn't help asking.

"The ghost of nightmare." Liu Ping said lazily.

suddenly.

The dim halo above his head lightened slightly.

Lines of burning small characters suddenly appeared in the void:

"You used a class: Nightmare Walker."

"You have successfully scared the target."

"The nightmare ritual is activated!"

"You will randomly draw a card or anything from the target and turn it into a shadow of evil, driven by you."

Liu Ping stretched out his hand and drew lightly from the void.

He saw a long leather whip with barbs, residual flesh, and black blood stains being pulled out by him.

"you-"

The man screamed in anger and stretched out his hand to draw his waist.

The whip really disappeared!

Liu Ping took the whip to play and said, "Among the people I know, women usually use whips. You are still the first man to use whips."

He flipped his hand and the whip was gone.

"It's impossible... I have countless defensive measures. How did you steal my whip?" the man said solemnly.

"We can really talk for a while," Liu Ping put the long knife in his other hand back to his waist, and continued: "Before I get the polygonal goblet in your hand, we can talk for a while."

The man suddenly put his hand in his pocket and wanted to press the button that summoned the source of pollution.

"Ah, it's not possible here, absolutely not."

Liu Ping shook his fingers and said.

Another small burning line quickly appeared before his eyes:

"You released a strange acting skill: a super popular actor."

"When you scold the opponent, the corresponding strange power on the opponent will be sealed until you cancel this seal."

"Detected that there is no real strange power on the opponent."

"Therefore, you directly banned certain actions by the other party."

All small prints are collected at one time.

Liu calmly looked at the man opposite.

The man's hand was already on the button, but he found that he couldn't press it anyway.

My body is rejecting this.

The button seemed to come alive, and even moved a little distance to the side, obviously not letting himself press it.

The man froze in place, and a layer of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

"This...how could there be such a thing in the world..."

He muttered unbelievably.

"It's very simple, because I am the ghost of nightmares." Liu Ping said.

The dim halo above his head brightened again.

"Ah, I have received your fear."

Liu Ping graciously stretched out his hand and pumped hard in the void—

He grabbed a button.

Lines of burning small prints immediately appeared:

"Some kind of original sequence link detected."

"If you turn in this button, this sequence will begin to try to analyze it and will generate relevant intelligence for you later."

Liuping flicked the button behind him.

The button disappeared suddenly.

"Unfortunately, we have to talk for a while, because I'm not very lucky, and I still haven't been able to draw the goblet."

Liu Ping sighed.

The man with his big back head quietly stepped back and said, "Where are my men? You will never kill them all. How did you come to me?"

Liu Ping snapped his fingers.

A ray of flame emanated from his fingertips, illuminating the entire void.

I saw thousands of human heads suspended in the void.

These people's heads were densely packed together, without a word, staring straight at the man.

The sweat on the man's forehead couldn't help flowing down.

"No one can do this," he said blankly: "The ghost of nightmares...you are really the ghost of nightmares..."

"It made you laugh, it's still a bit far from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner."

Liu Ping apologized.

As soon as he finished speaking, the dim halo above his head brightened again.

"Yes, you feel the fear again. This gives me another chance. Let us see how I feel lucky this time."

As Liu Ping said, he stretched out his hand and drew it towards the void.

Suddenly.

The goblet in the man's hand is missing.

It disappeared out of thin air and appeared directly in Liu Ping's hands.

"Wow! It's a draw!" the rabbit exclaimed in surprise.

Liu Ping smiled unexpectedly, and said, "I wanted to play again, but now it doesn't seem necessary."

He looked at the man on the opposite side.

Above him, the halo representing fear and nightmare lights up again, and it has been maintaining a dazzling light.

Too much fear, let it illuminate the whole world.

"What are you afraid of? When you took away Chu Yunshang, I remember you were quite confident... Please relax, I won't let you die too soon."

Liu Ping said softly.

At this moment the rabbit whispered something in his ear.

Liu Ping nodded and said, "It just so happens that we are going out to meet everyone."

All his attire disappeared.

When the rabbit saw this, he raised his furry paw and snapped his fingers.

All the darkness suddenly faded away.

In an instant, the entire dark purgatory disappeared at an extremely fast speed.

Grove, distant mountains, firmament, night sky—

The scenery of the realm of ten thousand worlds appeared.

The light and shadow flickered.

Liu Ping and the man reappeared on the ground.

I saw that this piece of land was crowded with people from the sky to the ground.

The nearest are three masters.

In the sky are all powerful warriors, they gather together according to their respective spheres of influence.

There are people everywhere.

When Liu Ping and the man appeared, everyone was obviously relieved.

But when they saw the thousands of heads behind Liu Ping, UU reading www.uukanshu.com became solemn again.

"Everyone!" Liu Ping said loudly, "You are here just right, and he and I are about to decide the outcome. I hope you all witness this duel."

Opposite him.

The man with his big back yelled at the people around him: "Hurry up, everyone! He is the ghost of nightmares—"

"This guy is a real nightmare ghost!"

"Kill! Go and kill him! He is a terrible guy!"

Everyone looked at the incoherent appearance of the man and couldn't help but cast their eyes on Liu Ping.

Liuping stood still and said loudly to everyone: "I can accept the most rigorous testing-I am a real human being, and I have never been contaminated."

The Burial of the Earth has long sealed the emergence of pollution.

Now in full view, no one can slander himself anymore!

Several warriors with power on their bodies fell down, checked them carefully, and said loudly to everyone:

"A certain class has checked, this boy is a normal human!"

There was a commotion.

Everyone present could see that the teenager was indeed a normal human being.

But why does the son of the Glory family insist that he is the ghost of nightmares?

In the confusion of everyone—

Liu Ping spread his hands at the opposite man and smiled:

"What to do? No one seems to believe you."

Feeling the killing intent on him, the man looked at the thousands of heads behind him, his expression constantly changing, and finally gradually became mad.

"The ghost of nightmare..."

"Everyone, he is really the ghost of nightmares, why don't you believe me!"

"I don't want to fight him! Save my life!"

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